Текст песни Тбили Тёплый - Что сказать вам на прощанье 2

MC's lament of torture face off eggs
All questions will be answered poems middle fingers
While the era of shirokoshtannyh
clowns
Sleeping area but it
never sleeps remember
There, on white
roads ... transparent smoke
But never too late ..
die young
City fucking spidovyh
psychos
Echo silent screams
from facial expressions faceless
I was stuck here in this ridiculous
last muddied
Where on your smetri
You will not call
You're just a moment , shouting,
made out of nerves
Do not even know when we
die
One cartridge thrust it
yourself in the mirror
And see your online
death